I suffer from a horrible disease. Maybe you have heard of it. It’s called “analysis paralysis”.  I’ve been attempting to get started on this blog for the better part of three months.  Why haven’t I gotten started?  It’s not laziness, lack of thoughts to share, or anything of the sort. It’s you. It’s all your fault.   😉 And I have been waiting for just the right time and just the right thing to say that will make you go “Wow!”  That has grown out of yet again my desire to portray myself as having it all together.  Can we talk?  I don’t – not even close.  I’m merely a beggar.

I am deathly afraid of you…of what you think of me and that I will do, say, or imply something that will make you think less of me.  Fear of rejection and failure have been a driving forces in my life ever since I can remember.  I don’t know of many people who want to be thought ill of.  I’ve been masterful in much of my life to maintain appearances.  This benefits no one in the long run including me.  It’s actually quite self-destructive.  So as I delve into areas of faith, family, running, and such feel free to tag along for the ride.  I am a man in a constant state of flux.  My life is less characterized by victorious Christian living and more about constant struggle with my Maker.  The positive change that has been brought about in life flows out of my meanderings with God.  And this beggar would  love to show other beggars where I found bread.

It’s probably best to get it out on the table now but some of you may like what you read here.  But then other times maybe not so much.  And that’s ok.  This is a place for us to engage.  My hope and prayer is that the things you read here will encourage you to step out, do that which makes you afraid, and help you embrace the place of true safety in the midst of insecurity.  And I’ll never ask you to do something that I am not willing to do myself.  Sound like a deal?

Oh, and I plan on wearing white after Labor Day.